the lamb and the tigress

this lamb held curious flowers
for this old tigress,
on a day that somebody has
hurt her feelings
saying no paws, please
but maybe we could watch a movie together;
even tigers need protection from predators.
what is my true nature, she asked
as she settled down beside him
on this cold Asiatic grass
when it has been so long since
we’ve both been on native land
butter tarts are now my meat
and there is nowhere to sink my teeth
in this creamy brown pool of
sweet masala tea
do you want one?
the little lamb, rather, ate the flowers,
and let the old tigress,
walk him through the night.

© lyw